Here's some food for thought.

I'm sure everyone has heard of wrestling and boxing. Every round on the mat and in the ring is ardous and hard to endure. Every ounce of strength is exerted, until you can hardly take it anymore. The clock ticks at such a painfully slow pace, such a gripping dawdling pace; the final seconds seem like eternity. Think again.

When your eyes can't seem to see through your sweat, when your senses seem to fail you and your body aches uncontrollably, all is down to your determination and will. You finally stick it to the opponent, he falls to the ground and you remain the last man standing.

When the referee raises your finger, before raising your whole hand high up to signify your victory, you finally do realise:

"The man lying at your feet is not your opponent. Your real opponent is the part of you which asked you to give up, your real foe is the part of you that did not think success was possible."

Many of us have our own respective problems to conquer and worries to contend with.

Pull through, guys, pull through.